Date: Sat, 28 Nov 2015 23:40:15 +0000
From: Chuck Hale
Subject: My Younger Alpha Stepbrothers pt. 15
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My Younger Alpha Stepbrothers by: Chaz
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My Younger Alpha Stepbrothers pt. 15
Last paragraph from the previous chapter:
Back down the hall, Dolph was informing Gunther of his newest duties. "OK,
listen up Bitch... I am now your MASTER... and as such... you will be at my
beck and call, but for now... this will only be when your brother and
father are not around... so with that said... luckily you have a private
bath connected to your room... because starting tonight... whenever I come
in here to use your shower... you are to go in there with me... and
personally wash every fucking inch of my body. I own you now... you know
that... right? Listen, don't look so fucking lost... it's just a matter of
time that like everyone of my previous conquests... you too will be
ADDICTED to my cum... yeah, you'll be wanting it for breakfast, lunch and
dinner... And I will never have a problem... feeding it to you... now get
the fuck in the shower and on your knees... I have a desperate need to
PISS"
My Younger Alpha Stepbrothers pt. 15
Directly after having his entire body (from head to feet) bathed by his new
bitch, Dolph demanded another blow-job from his Alpha cousin, and again
during the middle of the night, Dolph woke up horny, crept into Gunthers
bedroom, straddled his sleeping cousins chest and demanded even another
blow-job. Gunther once again pleaded with his much stronger
cousin. "Seriously dude, you can not possibly be horny... I have already
swallowed several of your massive loads today... can't you please just
leave me alone and let me sleep... I'm begging you here... I can't take
much more... pleeeaase... leave me alone"
Unfortunately for poor Gunther, little did he know, but begging his cousin
only made matters worse. Hearing another dude beg him for mercy was like an
aphrodisiac to young Dolph, it only contributed to his feeling of power,
but more than this, way more, was the fact that it also dramatically
increased his hormone level. Arousing his sexual desire to a much higher
level. This always happened during one of Dolphs fights, but now, in this
case it was especially true, since the very dude doing the begging, was an
Alpha Male himself, or as in this case, a shell of one. So of course Dolph
refused to climb off his cousins chest. On the contrary, hearing his
otherwise wicked tough, courageously brave, and up till recently, the
ultimate power figure, laying there beneath him, and literally begging him
to please show some mercy and leave him be, only brought out the devilishly
demon within.
Dolph raised his hands and bitch slapped both sides of his cousins face,
hard enough to leave a bright red hand print, on each cheek. Then with a
nasty smirk lingering on his young handsome face, he spoke. "I love hearing
you begging me... it turns me on so fucking much... to know that just a
year ago... I looked up to you as the ultimate Alpha Male... so muscular,
so strong, with a cocky attitude that had other dudes your age cowering,
and literally running from you. Now here YOU are... laying beneath
ME... and begging ME not to hurt you anymore. AND, here I am, sitting on
top of you, pining you down and listening to you beg me... it has me so
fucking hard that I could literally drown you with my Alpha cum. Now open
wide... while I fucking choke and gag you... till I pump yet another load
of my precious cum into your mouth. By the way... my best bud back home
will be watching this video a little later... and I want him to see just
how pathetic you look with my whole nine and a half inches buried inside
your scull. I want him to see your nose tightly pressed against my pubes,
eyes bulging out and the look of total fear on your face. I want him to
hear you choking and gagging, especially AFTER hearing you BEG me to PLEASE
leave you alone"
So it was! Dolph got his wish. Gunther, way too busy struggling just to
breathe, wasn't even concerned that once again, he was caught on camera,
appearing as though he was fighting for his life, as he laid there, beneath
his way stronger cousin. You would have thought that after taking his
younger cousins huge cock several times already, poor Gunther would have
adjusted by now, to the man size cock pounding the inside of his mouth and
throat. Dolph didn't stop at just that one blow-job, the horny little fuck
went on to feed his cousin two more loads before calling it a night. Then
upon leaving Gunthers bedroom, Dolph looked back, and took another photo of
his poor cousin, kneeling at the side of the bed, clutching at his wicked
sore throat, and looking totally wiped out. Dolph added a voice message to
the latest photo. "There you go my friend. I just thought you might like to
see what a former Alpha Male looks like once he becomes a total CUMDUMP. Oh
yeah Johan... by the way, my latest conquest now has a total of eight huge
loads of my precious Alpha cum settling inside his belly"
It's early the following morning, and once again Dolph barges into Gunthers
bedroom, wearing nothing but a wicked soiled jock-strap, and nudges his
sleeping bitch awake. "Good morning sleepy head... rise and shine" A
somewhat dazed Gunther lifts his sleepy head from his pillow and through
blurry eyes sees his tormentor standing at the side of his bed. "You can't
be serious, dude... get the fuck out of my room... you're killing me... I
don't give a shit what you do anymore... just go and do it... and leave me
alone... please"
However, the way more Alpha of the two, refused to budge. "First
off... it's way too late to change course now... but I appreciate you
offering me your brother, FINALLY. Although I must admit I am somewhat
surprised, that you would finally give up your brother after swallowing
eight huge mouthfuls of my cum. I would have thought that you would have
given your life to protect him. Then again... maybe a big part of you has
died. I mean you are certainly not the same person you were a week ago, are
you? Of course not. Now, you are just as much a fag as your stepbrother,
aren't you? Simply because you NEED my cum... or you will start feeling a
need for it soon enough, because you won't be able to make it through a
full day without the TASTE of cum in your mouth. As for your brother? I do
PROMISE, I will get to him eventually, but first things first. I go out of
my way, to get up early and come here to feed you breakfast... I even dig
out my dirtiest jock from my laundry basket as an appetizer for you, and
once again you have this fucking attitude problem... can't you just show
your gratitude for once, and get down here on your knees without being told
to... or must I serve you your meal in bed again? You do know, I
hope... that sooner or later, you will be BEGGING me to feed you my
cum... it's just a matter of time, and my suspicions tell me... it will be
sooner rather than later"
Gunther sat up and placed both feet on the floor, now just sitting there on
his bed and staring at his well muscled fifteen year old cousin, he
couldn't HELP but admire the totally hot stud standing there in front of
him. So young, and with such a smooth perfectly sculpted body. With his
disheveled hair, his boyishly young but totally handsome face, the
mischievous eyes, that appeared so confident, and the tight jaw
bone. Gunthers own eyes continued downward. Taking in the well defined
chest, the solid perfectly proportioned pecs, along with the hard eraser
size nipples sticking outward teasingly. The awesome looking hard as nails
six, soon to be eight pack, clearly defining the long hours of grueling
work outs. The baseball size well rounded biceps. With his eyes dropping
lower, Gunther took in the tight well soiled jock-strap, and the huge pouch
holding the young lads well endowed equipment, so masterfully. He allowed
his eyes to linger there at the wicked hot sight for a few, and then
wondering why he was so focused on this manly part of his cousins body, he
shook his head as though trying to pull himself out of a day dream, before
lowering his eyes to Dolphs extremely well defined legs, with the outer
thighs appearing so wicked hard and muscular. When he finally brought his
eyes back up to his cousins face, Dolph gave his latest conquest a wicked
smirk. "Did you enjoy the tour, faggot? Now get down here and munch on this
filthy jock of mine for a few, before SUCKING another load of my precious
CUM out of my balls, BITCH"
Unlike previous demands made by Dolph, Gunther, for the very first time,
did not put up a fight, didn't even try and plead his way out of it. He
simply slid off his bed, and knelt before the young, but totally hot
physique standing above him. With Dolph roughly grabbing himself two
fistfuls of hair, he forced his new bitches face into his groin, and then
rubbing that young face so roughly against the wicked soiled cloth encased
balls and cock, he let out a long sigh. "Yeeaah... you're finally getting
into this, aren't you? Yeeaah, come-on... LICK IT. Yeah... you know you
wanna taste my fluids, even if they are a bit old and dried up... you don't
care about that... do you? No, you just want to smell and taste my dried up
cum and piss... go ahead... sniff, then lick... sniff again, and lick. Keep
doing it till I give you permission to stop, FAGGOT"
Gunther, not appreciating being called a faggot, attempted to pull away, so
that he could object, but the young muscle boy standing over him had a
tight grip on poor Gunthers hair, and the weak attempt to break away, was a
total failure. "What's your problem, queer-boy... you don't like being
called a faggot? Better get used to it... cause that's what us Alpha Males
call pussy-boys like you. Besides you have at least a cup full (by now) of
my Alpha cum sitting inside your belly... and it will now be a part of you
for FUCKING EVER... so next time you want to object to being called a
faggot, I want you to think about that, ok? Now just relax... you're not
going anywhere... not till you have SUCKED on my jock for a while... And
certainly not before I feed you another heaping mouthful of my precious
cum, FAGGOT"
As strange as it may seem, Gunther settled down with no further
struggle. Had he finally given up trying to fight this little keg of
dynamite? Or a better question might be, was he slowly coming around to
actually liking the taste of Dolphs Alpha Male cum? I mean by now he
certainly has had enough of it literally pumped into his mouth and down his
throat. OR, an even better question. Was Gunther finding his tough little
cousin with the body of steel, harder to resist these days? Whatever it
was, he didn't even put up much of a fight when Dolph stripped himself of
his jock, turned it inside out, and then forced it into his older cousins
mouth, leaving just the straps hanging outside. After sucking the inside of
his cousins filthy jock-strap for nearly twenty minutes, and then being fed
two more loads of extra thick and creamy cum, looking and tasting more like
pudding. Dolphs newest BITCH was actually purring like a happy little
kitten by the time his father arrived home.
Gunther could have easily predicted his fathers reaction to seeing his
youngest son with two black eyes. He knew that his father would be angry,
after all, Lukas was his fathers favorite, mainly because Lukas let it be
known at a young age, that he had a fascinating hunger for the taste of
power, far more so than his older brother, and if there was anything that
Lars respected, it was a young persons respect, and taste for power, no
matter how young. And Lukas was far more hungry for that taste, far more
set in his fathers ways, than Gunther himself.
It was late that afternoon, when Lars and my mother returned home, Lars
hadn't even settled in before calling for an immediate family meeting. Of
course that was after all the hugs and kisses were exchanged, and the only
family member missing from the welcome home gathering was Lukas himself,
afraid I suppose, of his fathers reaction to the huge black circles around
his eyes.
It was when we had all gathered in the den for the sudden family meeting,
that Lars got his first glance at his younger sons face. At first his
reaction was one of confusion, how could this have happened. He knew that
his younger son was a powerful young man, and could handle himself very
well, and generally always came out on top against most all the boys his
age, even teens older than himself, when it came to combat. So how was it
that he ended up with not one, but two black eyes?
Lars confused expression quickly turned to one of anger. "After this
meeting is over... I want to see my two sons in my office... I want an
explanation as to why my youngest son has two black eyes... and, there had
better be a DAMN good reason behind it" Glances were passed between the
three tough teens, but no one spoke. Lars two sons knew better, there was a
time to speak while in the presence of their father, and now was not the
time. Dolph himself didn't speak, because I'm sure his little warped mind
was far too busy thinking up a DAMN good reason for fighting a family
member against his uncles house rules.
The family meeting Lars had called for, had begun. He started by offering
his beloved nephew his and my moms condolences, then he went on to explain
what was to happen next. "First off, let me say that Dolphs Hypnotism
Presentation at the Civic Center next week... has of course been
canceled. Also I have purchased airline tickets for the entire family to
Germany. We as a family will be attending my brothers funeral, since school
starts up in two weeks, we will limit our stay there to a week and a
half. While we are visiting our mother land, my nephew will be given an
option for his future. He may attend the private boys school, that his
father had arranged for... or he is more than welcomed to come back and
reside with us permanently, attending the same school as his
cousins. Speaking of school, Barrens mother and I have decided that it is
best for all involved, that Barren defer his first year at college so that
he may remain at home and be of service to you boys, by that I mean to look
after you, cook, clean etc. His mother and I understand how this decision
may disappoint Barren, but since she and I will be away from home so often
while traveling abroad, it really is best for him to be here at home. We
have decided as a reward for his dedication to the family, and mainly to
you boys, he may choose a school of his choice next year, regardless of
cost. I am sure there are lots of questions, and I will take those
questions in my office, after meeting with my sons"
To say that I was fucking furious with my mother for allowing this decision
to be made without confronting me, would be putting it mildly. I totally
understand not wanting to leave these fucking hooligans on their own here,
but why did it become my responsibility to be a fucking NANNY to them, not
to mention being their TOTAL bitch, CUM-DUMP and SLAVE. Questions? You bet
I had some questions, but as usual there was a long line (to meet with
Lars) ahead of me. Obviously, the questions the three delinquents might
have, took priority over my own feelings, so by the time it became my turn
to meet with him, my anger had subsided substantially, especially after
conferring with my mother in private. It became crystal clear while
speaking with her, that Lars controlled her pretty much in the same manner
as his sons controlled me. She no longer had control over her massive bank
accounts. With that said, I myself became penniless as well, and was left
with no college fund this year, so that I had no choice but to stay home. I
also took a pretty drastic cut in my expense account, so I either do as the
Master of the house suggests, or I live the life of a pauper. It was after
speaking with my mother that I came to the decision that she was as much a
slave to Lars as I am to his sons and nephew. I couldn't help but wonder if
that applied to her bedroom as well.
While meeting privately with his two sons, and not really any closer to a
DAMN good reason why Lukas had himself two black eyes, other than the fact
that apparently Lukas and his cousin were horsing around and it got pretty
rough. Which brought up Lukas wanting to have a test of strength with his
cousin, in the form of a MMA bout. Specifically asking permission to have a
life size boxing/wrestling ring set up outside on the lawn, as early as the
next day, since they wouldn't be leaving for Germany for three days. Lars
had to give this whole idea some serious thought. He loved his youngest son
and always had to struggle with himself to deny Lukas anything his young
heart desired. But the idea of his son and his beloved nephew battling it
out in a real live ring, had him a little concerned about the outcome. He
hadn't at that point an opportunity to chat with his nephew, so he wasn't
sure how Dolph felt about such a wild idea. Therefore he informed Lukas
that he would have an answer for him later that day.
Dolph sat in Lars' office with a huge smirk pasted to his handsome young
face. Dressed in a pair of tight faded jeans, and a skin tight sleeveless
muscle shirt. Clearly showing off his young muscular torso, and a set of
biceps that just simply viewing them posed a threat. His tight faded jeans
were showing off a pair of well muscled and perfectly defined legs, spread
wide, and a healthy bulge in his crotch. When asked to explain why he and
Lukas had fought, especially after the harsh warning his uncle had given
the boys before leaving. Dolph paused before answering, wanting to use
words that he knew his uncle would accept. "Well uncle Lars... the thing
is, I tried my best to obey your rule against family fighting... but after
trying to use reason and logic with Lukas, it was clear to see that he only
understands power. So when he began acting up, insisting that we have a
huge pool party with booze and stuff and wouldn't listen to me when I tried
to talk him out of it... becoming very angry at me for not going along with
his plan, I tried calming him down... when that didn't work... well... he
didn't leave me any choice but to put him in his place. So I HAD to beat
him up... there was just no other alternative, you see, especially since
Gunther is no match against Lukas... it had to be someone that is stronger
and more powerful than either of them"
Knowing that his uncle had the upmost respect for power, Dolph used it
against him. What could Lars do or say, when confronted with the news that
a lot more than just one rule would have been broken, had Dolph not taken
the action he did. Of course the story that Dolph used was fabricated, but
even if Lars confronted his two sons to verify the story, of course they
would have denied it. So he was left with no choice but to take his nephews
word. However, when he had confronted his two sons earlier, Lukas insisted
that his father allow a fighting contest between he and his cousin. "I'm
telling you father... if you do not allow me to defend my pride and honor
with a test of strength... I will be left with no choice but to fight him
on my own, going against your family rule yet again. So I feel it would be
far better if you simply arranged a fight contest between Dolph and myself,
that way you can be right there with us when we go at it, rather than
thousands of miles away.
Lars, seeing how fit and powerful his young nephew is, and the damage he
had already caused to Lukas' face, had him leaning against such a contest,
as they referred to it. On the other hand knowing how stubborn his son is,
and that Lukas had pretty much vowed to fight his cousin either way,
decided to go against his better judgement, and announced his plans to
allow the two boys to have a contest of strength, MMA style. However, he
wanted a commitment from both young teens that after this so called test of
strength was over, and whatever the outcome, the two boys would accept it,
and live with it, never to fight each other again. He then spoke of the
rules that would be enforced with such a fight. Rules that he had to
compromise with his son Lukas on. Lukas wanted a NO holds barred contest,
going a total of three rounds, with a rule that anything goes, and the
decision of a winner would be based upon a verbal Submission, and
admittance of total defeat, along with a show of some sort of respect,
which Lars remained confused about. Lars, however, insisted on two rules,
the first rule was that unless the two teens agreed to wear head gear for
protection, there would be no blows to the head or face, and that all
punches thrown be confined to below the neck. The second rule was, that
when all is said and done the two cousins would accept the outcome, and
refrain from fighting each other in the future.
Therefore it was announced to the family that such an event would take
place the next day on the front lawn, although a full size boxing ring
could not be promised on such short notice, until Lars made some calls. As
it turns out, money talks, and lots of money RULES. The boys got their full
size ring, and with each anticipating that they would destroy the other
once and for all, they each went to their private domains boiling over with
excitement.
Dolph could not wait to call his best friend, there was so much news to
fill him in on. BUT, the fact that he and his cousins would be spending
over a week right there in Johans back yard was the best news of all. "OMG!
Dude you are not going to believe this... we are ALL going home for the
funeral, and we will be there for over a week" Johan could not believe his
luck. "Are you jerking my chain, dude. Please don't be, I have been waiting
for years to get my hands on that little creep Lukas... I am so going to
own him, I swear he will be calling me MASTER JOHAN within thirty minutes
or less" Dolph went on to promise that he was serious. "I know it's hard to
believe, but trust me... both my cousins will be flying home with me, and
staying for nearly a week. A perfect opportunity for you and our little
gang to extract some revenge. We will have to wait till after the funeral,
to kidnap and humiliate the two brothers, but we will have plenty of time
remaining after the funeral, to PLAY with them, so to speak" Johan was
beside himself with excitement. "Dude, this is the best birthday gift... I
am so going to destroy both of them, but I particularly want some alone
time with that fucking little prick Lukas... payback is a bitch... and
trust me... I will make him my bitch and he will remain mine... for at
least a few days" Dolph wasn't sure that he liked the sounds of that, but
after all, he literally owed his life to his best bud, so whatever.
When it comes to fighting, the two young teens had their own way of
handling themselves. Dolph was better with boxing and using his legs and
feet as in kick boxing, where as Lukas' specialty was submission wrestling,
and was far better at combat once he had his opponent on the
ground. However, it would really come down to which of the two was stronger
more so than the style of fighting, as they were both good at street
fighting.
Meanwhile, both Gunther and myself had our own feelings about this so
called test of strength. We each knew that the two boys had grown to
dislike each other, and that only bad times between them could come of this
fight. Gunther also personally felt the power his younger cousin had within
his tight muscular body, and was totally afraid that his brother would also
fall victim to Dolphs humiliating acts. The last thing Gunther wanted was
for his younger brother to become a sex toy for Dolphs pleasure.
That night, Dolph visited Gunthers room again, and once again pounded his
cousins throat, not once, but twice, leaving a large quantity of fresh,
thick and creamy cum inside Gunthers mouth each time. Also, Dolph ordered
his cousin to swish each mouthful around inside his mouth, so that he may
savor the taste. For his part, Gunther had finally begun to adjust to the
taste and flavor of his Alpha Male cousins sperm, and was no longer
disgusted with the sweet and sour taste. Was he finally addicted to the
savory flavor of fresh warm cum, so thick and creamy, that it reminded him
of pudding? After all, he had by now, been most generously fed countless
mouthfuls of straight, teenage, Alpha Male Cum, pumped inside his mouth by
a younger, muscular lad, who is more physically fit, and obviously more
dominating, than himself.
Lars, making his way down the hallway, and passing by his son Gunthers
room, paused briefly and smiled. Hearing the un-mistaking sound of gagging
and choking coming from within the room. Thinking to himself that his
obviously gay step-son was once again being taught how to properly serve a
powerful young Alpha Male. He listened for a short while, his mind filling
with pride, his smile broadened, he then continued onward to his bedroom,
where his own submissive BITCH, was NOT so anxiously waiting. If he had
only known, that the assumption he made, that it was his stepson inside
that bedroom gagging, and being properly trained to serve, was so far away
from the truth.
The following day, had started with Dolph again making his way to Gunthers
bedroom, and again dumping two loads of his precious cum inside his cousins
mouth. Feeling the power rushing through his young body as he fed the
former Alpha Male, pinned and laying beneath him, two more helpings of his
extra tasty, extra thick, extra creamy, and extra large loads, of his
teenage specialty sauce. The far superior look of pure power, along with
the famous family smirk, appeared on Dolphs face as he watched with the
feeling of pride as Gunther laid beneath him, appearing very content, and
licking his lips, while staring up into the eyes of his new young
master. It was Dolphs perfect opportunity to announce his plans to
thoroughly pummel, and utterly destroy Gunthers younger brother. "Well,
bitch... the day that I have so patiently waited for... is finally
here. Today, I get to show your brother his proper place once and for
all. Even though I have done so twice already... but after today, I promise
you... he will NEVER question my superiority again. I am so going to show
him in front of everyone, that his place in life... is at my feet, or
laying submissively beneath me"
Gunther, concerned for his brother, knowing that Lukas would never allow
another dude to humiliate, or dominate him, just had to ask. "What exactly
are you going to do to him? You do know... I hope... that even after
beating him up, you will never be able to brake him, or use him the way you
are using me. His pride would never allow that to happen" A grinning, self
assured Dolph, without going too far into details, eagerly answered his
cousins question. I am going to fucking beat on him, he will become my
personal fucking punching bag... whenever I am in the mood to work-out. Of
course, that is when your father is away... and after I finish using him as
a live punching bag... I will make him lick the sweat off my pits. But,
will I use him, like I am using you... Well not for awhile... I have other
plans for him... Far more humiliating for him... than sucking the cum out
of MY balls"
Meanwhile, I myself had spent the night in Lukas' bedroom, sucking him off
once, and then being brutally fucked for an hour or so. I could tell that
each time he got close to releasing his load, he would pause long enough
for the feeling to ease, and then he would start up again, so that he could
continue fucking me wicked hard and mercilessly, trying to actually cause
me even more pain as he slammed into me each time with such force, I
thought for sure he would put my head through the head-board. He wasn't
always this brutal, only when something was bothering him. So I couldn't
help but wonder if he was having second thoughts about taking on his
cousin. Usually Lukas has enough self confidence to take on the world, but
he and his cousin were two of a kind, each raised to be the ultimate Alpha
Male, but unfortunately, there was only room enough under his fathers roof,
for just one leader of the three teens. Plus he knew of course, from
already losing twice to his cousin, that Dolph was slightly stronger, if
not by much. So of course he had to be wondering if he was putting his ego
and pride at risk.
That afternoon, after the tent and full size boxing ring had arrived, the
two well muscled, teens made their way to the ring. Lukas wearing only a
wicked sexy low rise nylon speedo, and barefoot, climbed into the ring, and
claimed himself a corner. While Dolph, wearing a new pair of speedos made
of bright shiny latex, that was even sexier than the one Lukas wore, also
climbed into the ring, claiming a corner at the opposite end. With both
young warriors barefoot, and both wearing a pair of tight leather MMA
fingerless gloves, they began trying to deflate the others confidence, by
flexing their muscles within their biceps and legs. Dolph going so far as
to flex his right bicep, lean in and kiss it, and then stuck out his tongue
to actually lick it, he then looked over and grinned at Lukas while still
flexing. To look at the well muscled teens, it was hard to define which of
the two was actually bigger in the muscle department, but with that said,
if you looked closely enough, you could make-out the muscle tone on each,
and by doing so, one might see that Dolphs biceps, and even his upper legs
were a bit bigger than Lukas' which probably explains how and why Dolph was
able to put Lukas in his place at each of the previous events.
Lars rang the bell, and both teens ran out into the center of the
ring. Each taking a boxers stance. It was hard to imagine what was going
through lars' mind. He obviously loved his son with all his heart, yet he
also loved his nephew and of course his heart went out to him at this his
most tragic time in his young life. There was also this about Lars, his
love and respect of powerful people, no matter what age, often superseded
his love for family. So, would he risk having his youngest son beaten up,
just to see which of the two teens was the most powerful? The answer
unfortunately is yes, he can't help himself, his admiration for anything or
anyone powerful enough to rule the nest, so to speak, was beyond his
control, he was simply raised to respect POWER that much. So with that
said, whichever of these two teens came out on top would earn his upmost
respect and admiration.
As the two young well muscled gladiators came face to face, only one was
grinning, and it wasn't Lukas. An extremely over confident Dolph, stared
deeply into his cousins eyes, and began talking trash. "I can't even begin
to tell you just how much I am going to enjoy this... you should have
allowed me my rightful title to being the top Alpha Male of us three,
especially after I put you in your place twice already... but it's
ok... because it is going to give me great pleasure to do it again... only
this time, it will be far more enjoyable... your father will be watching as
I pulverize you... he will be hearing you beg for my mercy... and he will
shake his head listening to you cry out your submissions... and he will be
angry at me for not allowing you to submit... that is, till I am good and
ready to do so"
Not allowing his cousin to go on talking trash, Lukas let a power punch
fly, catching Dolph totally off guard and hitting him squarely in the jaw,
breaking his fathers rules right off the bat. The solid punch had knocked
Dolph off balance, but not down to the mat, which I am sure was the full
intention of Lukas, knowing damn well, that once he had his tough cousin
down on the mat, he would have a much easier time owning him. He could
better handle nearly any opponent once he had them down on the ground.
Surprised to see his cousin still standing even if unsteadily, Lukas
followed with two more solid punches, this time to his cousins tight, hard
as steel abs. Dolph, although bent over from the power blows to his gut was
still on his feet, though not for long. With his cousin showing some
discomfort from the wicked hard blows, and still bent slightly, Lukas, used
this opportunity to reach down, grab Dolphs head and thrust it between his
thick hard thighs, placing Dolph in a tight head crushing scissors
hold. Gunther and I were going wild, yelling out our words of praise and
bravos, neither of us were expecting this outcome, yet both accepting it
with pure delight and relief, totally underestimating the power of Lukas.
Unfortunately, our delight in how this test of strength was going, was also
short lived. Struggling to free himself from the wicked tight head
scissors, and without much success, due to how well muscled his cousins
thighs are, Dolph began to use his mighty fists to pummel on each of his
cousins legs. Need it be said, that well known back home for his boxing
skills, Dolphs punches were hard and mighty powerful. It was only after
several such powerful blows to Lukas' legs, that Dolphs cousin sank to his
knees on the mat, allowing Dolph to release himself from the powerful
thighs that held him captive. Now on his feet and Lukas kneeling before
him, Dolph struggled hard to fight the urge to punch Lukas in the face,
deciding not to go against his uncles rules, and hoping to get on his
uncles good side, so that his secret plan would sail through.
Rather than use his fists on his cousins face, Dolph, decided to use his
own wrestling techniques. He decided to show his cousin how to PROPERLY
apply a scissors hold. So using his bare feet to shove and force a kneeling
Lukas backwards, so that Lukas was now laying flat on his back, then using
his feet once again to stomp on his cousins abs, causing Lukas to yell out
from the pain, the aggressive teen used his feet once again, this time to
turn his cousin over onto his belly. Dolph then quickly took
position. Sitting himself in front of his cousins head, he quickly grabbed
himself a fistful of Lukas' hair and dragged his cousins head forward,
right between his own powerful thighs. He then lifted Lukas' head and
planted his face right on top of Dolphs incredibly sexy, latex covered
basket. Dolph then just as quickly, applied his own version of a head
scissors hold, flexing his powerful, wicked hard thigh muscles, till his
cousin could no longer stand the excruciating pain, and began pounding on
the mat, his submission. But, unfortunately, the two teens had agreed to a
verbal submission only, and Dolph decided that such a submission wasn't
going to be possible. In this case, Dolph proved his point, since no one,
not even Dolph as close as he was, could hear the muffled pleas.
Lukas' head was trapped between another teens well muscled and wicked hard
thighs, and there was absolutely nothing he could do to escape. He tried
using his fists to pound on Dolphs thighs of steel, but this aggressive
teen was expecting such a move and quickly grabbed ahold of Lukas' hands
and held them, keeping them from making contact to the strong legs. Doph
would ease up on the pressure occasionally, then reapply the pressure
gradually, so that he could simply torture his cousin at will. Dolph also
took extreme pleasure in listening to his cousin mumble his submissions
into a well packed basket. At one point, Dolph placed his hand on the back
of Lukas' head and moved his cousins face all over the latex covered
crotch, then using his free arm, he made a bicep pose, leaned into it, and
kissed it.
Nearly fifteen long minutes later, but probably seeming like an hour to
poor Lukas, Dolph leaned down and whispered into his cousins ear. "And this
my dear cousin... is what is known as a proper head scissors hold... are
you enjoying it? Go ahead... place the fucking palms of your hands on my
thighs of steel... and massage them for me... do that... and then press
your lips against the outline of my cock and kiss it... then I will let you
up, and we can start over"
It was nearly another fifteen minutes before Lukas would submit totally and
do what his cousin suggested, but that was only after Dolph used his well
muscled thighs to apply such a pressure to the sides of Lukas' head, hat
his cousin could no longer stand the head crushing effect. With Lukas'
palms brushing up and down the powerful legs holding his head captive, he
pursed his lips and kissed the outline of his cousins cock-head, bringing a
wide triumphant smile to the face of his not yet satisfied cousin. Keeping
his word, Dolph loosened his grip on his cousins head, and immediately
jumped to his feet, expecting and totally prepared for a wild and angry
Lukas to come charging at him.
However, it was a milder, much humiliated Lukas, with bloodshot eyes from
weeping, that stood in front of his cousin while taking a boxers stance. It
was then that Lars called the round over, giving it, of course to
Dolph. "Ok, boys, great round, this first round will go to Dolph... but I
must say, Dolph, I was not impressed with the technique in which you used
to force Lukas to submit... and as for you Lukas' I am not happy that you
broke my rules and punched your cousin in the face... and I can not
emphasize enough... that there is to be no more punches to the head... Now
the two of you go to your corners and take a ten minute break before round
two" It was easy to see from the expression on Dolphs handsome young face,
that he was pissed that his uncle called an end to the first round... long
before he himself was ready to do so. He therefore made a mental note that
it would not happen again, for the next two rounds he will torture his
cousin mercilessly and continue to humiliate him to tears... not allowing
him to verbally submit... and not stopping the fight even if his uncle
demanded so.
So it appears, that unless Lukas can become far more aggressive with his
wrestling moves, and techniques, he will be nothing less than a plaything,
a human toy, for his strong and dominating cousin to play with as he
chooses, and for as long as he wants.